A person's life, at times, is like a dream—fleeting in its span, yet incredibly long in its passage.
People who died unexpectedly in another world, or sacrificed themselves, or met their end through old age, opened their eyes in confusion.
Staring blankly at the familiar yet alien hell before them, countless people wept tears of sorrow, or wailed with heart-wrenching cries to vent their anguish.
Then, some clever individuals suddenly discovered an object that shouldn't exist in "reality"—
It was the Church follower's emblem they had obtained on that vibrant, real continent, a token representing the divine gaze cast upon them—the God's Eye, now stripped of its power.
God had not abandoned them!
This realization, turning into boundless ecstasy, swept away the despair they had felt before.
Those experiences, that continent, must have been real!
Otherwise, why would the God's Eye appear?
Borrowing some demonic energy from Tang Chen in advance, and then combining it with her own demonic energy, Tang Sui materialized the dream token, disappearing without a trace.
After the ecstasy came confusion.
Though their god had not abandoned them, the God's Eye had dimmed, its light no longer shining.
Why was this so?
It must be because their faith was not sincere enough!
Having lived on another continent for many years, their perceptions and worldviews had been unconsciously distorted and assimilated, and the people thought this.
Some even attempted to inject soul power into the God's Eye, but it did not flicker.
However, when another person, while murmuring prayers, injected soul power and found the God's Eye stirring, they erupted like boiling water, their emotions spiraling out of control.
Vast faith surged in like a rising tide, pouring into the two demons who had forged the God's Eye.
Invisible luck and faith settled within their souls, one large and one small. The soul power injected by the followers into the God's Eye flowed without exception into the energy core beneath the Slaughter City.
But Tang Sui also understood the principle of not over-relying on one source.
Thus, many followers discovered that the amount of soul power that could be injected into the God's Eye was limited each day; they couldn't inject it all at once.
—Their god also protected His followers in this world. If God could truly come to this world, they hoped He would take them back to that new world that truly belonged to them.
With this thought in mind, a desire for life and the light of faith in God rekindled in their eyes.
Everything began to change subtly as time passed.
Sensing that the degenerates in the outer city were starting to resist and had even erected strange statues and were mumbling to them, the inner-city soul masters sneered with disdain.
Yet, a few days later, the people in the inner city also began to do as those in the outer city had, creating their own statues and babbling to them daily.
The Enforcement Knights: “……”
How peculiar, these good-for-nothings were actually becoming productive.
The newly arrived soul master was confused. He only pondered how to achieve victory in the Hell Slaughter Arena without violating the rules.
Now, the rules of the Hell Slaughter Arena had changed.
The competition was no longer about survival of the fittest; instead, each battle ensured a survivor, even if it was just a single breath.
This was because killing was now considered a violation of the rules.
A few days later, the new soul master also carved a bizarre wooden effigy and began mumbling to it at a fixed time each day, just like everyone else.
The Enforcement Knights: “……” Another one gone mad.
The wave of prayer spread silently throughout the Slaughter City. Every day, Tang Chen felt streams of faith flowing into his soul, warming him in a way even lava couldn't.
Having come from the demon race's homeland, he naturally knew what the little cub intended.
He was amazed by the cub's scheming and marveled at how this successful reform had revitalized the Slaughter City, but he never intervened, merely listening silently to the envoy's reports and feeling quietly pleased.
Of course, not everyone was successfully brainwashed; some became more frenzied upon returning to reality, or perhaps they never believed in the first place.
But Tang Sui was not worried at all, because in this city that had been brainwashed by new faith, these out-of-place individuals were aberrations, obstacles on their path "home," and enemies of the "god" they believed in.
There was no need for Tang Sui to act; the god's followers would unite and clear out these obstacles.
As for the envoy's concern that excessive force might threaten the Slaughter King's position and lead to their "rebellion," it never happened.
—Hey, didn't you see that the Slaughter King and the little princess also wore God's Eyes at their waists when they appeared? So bright, they must be pure believers! They are like us.
This realization took root in countless minds. The Slaughter King discovered with astonishment that his position had become even more comfortable than before!
Especially when, in the past three years, two or three individuals who had achieved a hundred victories in the Hell Slaughter Arena, upon winning, had no desire to leave but instead chose to join the Enforcement Team and serve him. He became even happier, completely slacking off and handing over more affairs of the Slaughter City to Tang Sui to handle.
The little cub caused it, the little cub would clean it up.
Tang Sui, who had to return to being a "workaholic" at such a young age: <(￣﹌￣)>
—Author's Notes—
Oh, tomorrow is my brother's turn. The setting needs to be complete, I won't be cryptic.
From today on, everyone is a cook for the "New God" √
ps1: Dreams do come true.
ps2: Regarding the God's Eye... Hehe, I've played Genshin Impact a lot, though, it's really addictive,呜呜.